Child Hood Memories

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Take a Picture BITCH

I love pictures. I'm hoping to get a super dope Canon and carry that little bitch around my neck everywhere I go so I can be a paparazzi bitch. Pictures can tell a story. Looking at an old picture can take you back to that very moment in a blink of an eye. Memories are great whether they be bad or good. I have a lot of dumb ass pictures of my friends and even of myself but I save them because they make me laugh and laughter is key in life. Check out this wayyyy neato story of an entire relationship told through pictures.

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Old Memory

So as I sit at my house trapped inside from all the rain we've been having I couldn't help but start you tubing a bunch of videos, whether they be comical, music or random weird shit and of course getting caught up in the music category because it's what I love. All excited I start looking through a bunch of groups; Digitalism, Moving Units, Yelle, Ratatat and so on. I guess you could say I was getting my daily electro fix. I get to The Presets and bam I take a walk down memory lane. You want to know why? Well last April me and Justine saw them live at The Glasshouse in Pomona and it was literally one of the best shows I've been to in a while. Way better live I'll tell you that. We went ape shit for a good couple of hours. I highly recommend them. This one song stood the fuck out to me. Always and forever baby. Enjoy

Biggest Fan

I swear I can be sad, angry, depressed any emotion you could think of that's not fun while you're feeling that way but I swear I see or hear Pee-Wee's voice and I can't help but smile. He's a freak but in a good way and I LOVE him. Everyday Saturday morning I'd wake up and watch him. I had all his videos and watched them religiously. This clip is one of my favorite scenes and I swear we all said at one time ''why don't you take a picture it lasts longer'' haha. Word. I am a 90's kid fa show.

O.G. Gum

For Labor Day I headed up to Solvang, a cute little town 30 minutes or so up north of Santa Barbara. It's like a danish town full of cute little shops, danish bakeries and knick knack shops. I came across a candy store that had almost EVERY type of candy I used to eat back in the day as well as gum. Ahhhh as soon as I saw the box of Fruit Stripe I almost pissed in my pants from excitement because I can't find this gum anywhere in Santa Barbara.

I just took me back to the good ol days where I'd ride my skateboard to 711 on the mesa and literally stick like the whole pack in my mouth, or at least try to. It made me feel like a Zebra.